Chapter 183: Limit
Qin Yu frowned slightly, he actually heard a strange emotion from Xu Xiangsheng's words, jealousy was absolute, but there was also an unwillingness, as if the crying old man should take a fancy to him, not himself.
After a little silence, Qin Yu said indifferently: "I answered the question of the crying old man, and he naturally accepted me as an apprentice." ”
Xu Coffin's shriveled old face under the black robe was hideous, and there was even a gloom in his eyes, he said, "How did you answer him?"
Qin Yu's brows furrowed even tighter, his words were a little cold, and he said, "If you want to know, admit defeat now, I can talk to you about the crying old man after the challenge, how about it?"
This Xu coffin is like looking at a dead man's gaze, which makes Qin Yu very disgusted, although this Xu coffin's breath makes him frightened, and it is more likely that he has refined a powerful death slave, but when it comes to really fighting, Qin Yu is not afraid at all, this Xu coffin has his death slave, he has a death flame heart, a natal thunder, and a mad demon realm, once he steps into the mad demon realm, Qin Yu is sure to wipe out this Xu coffin.
"Tell me, how did you answer, I will let you live!" Xu Qisheng said indifferently.
"Hehe, let's see if you have the strength first. Saying that, Qin Yu was too lazy to be verbose, and directly launched an attack, and the heavenly thunder that had been accumulated for a long time fell from the sky and bombarded Xu Qisheng.
Xu Xiangsheng's gloomy eyes appeared at the moment of thunder, and a wisp of gray light appeared, which instantly filled his eyes, making his eyes look particularly strange and mysterious, his lips opened slightly, and he whispered: "Out!"
"Buzz!"
The space roared inexplicably, and a huge figure appeared in front of Xu Qisheng, and the heavenly thunder that fell from the sky was actually held by a thin old hand.
"Bang!"
There was a loud bang, Qin Yu's face was solemn, and he took several steps back in a row, looking at the huge figure in front of him with solemn eyes.
This is a head that is three feet high, shaped like a tiger and dog hair, tiger face, tiger feet, pig teeth, tail length of five feet, thick and full of strength.
Qin Yu's eyes widened, and his heart was shocked, the appearance of this fierce beast was very similar to the legendary four extreme fierce beasts, but this should be the head of the blood is not pure, because its face is still a tiger face, the real Han Zhu has a human face, a tiger body, and a tiger foot.
Qin Yu didn't expect that this Xu Coffin would actually refine a Han Zhu Fierce Beast, you know, this is a legendary extremely fierce beast, even in the past when Qin Yu was in the Tianqi Sect, he rarely heard of it, and he was reborn and heard Xiong Tatian say that he had a Han Zhu in his battle fist.
Wait a minute!
Qin Yu's body took a few steps back again, staring at the top of Han Qi's head with an extremely solemn expression, what made Qin Yu couldn't believe his eyes was that there was a figure sitting cross-legged above this Han Qi's head.
This is an old man who is as thin as wood, old and unbearable like a skeleton, the old man's face is like a skeleton, his eyes are closed, and what is frightening is that although the clothes worn by the old man are ragged, it can be vaguely seen that the clothes are extraordinarily old, and they are almost the same as the ancient times of the past.
In other words, this old man was likely to be a powerhouse in the primeval period during his lifetime, and it was more likely to be a Dao realm powerhouse!
Looking at the old man's thin right hand raised to the sky, the shock in his heart could not be calmed for a long time, no wonder, no wonder the original dead slave vein was short-lived at the end of the flood famine, and finally disappeared in the long river of years, such a terrifying vein, if it is not strangled then it is strange, if this dead slave is given time, it is enough to dominate a world!
At this time, Qin Yu really understood the reason for the sneers of the earth demons before, facing Xu Coffin, his chances of survival were not high.
I have to say that this coffin is stronger and trickier than imagined!
"Say, how did you answer the question of the crying old man!" Xu Qisheng jumped into the air, floating in the air, looking down at Qin Yu below, and spoke indifferently.
Undoubtedly, now Qin Yu's life and death are under his control, at least, Xu Xiangsheng thinks so, and the demons watching the battle all think so.
Meanwhile.
On the most central peak, the resolute-faced young man stared at Xu Xiangsheng in the ring, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he muttered to himself: "How many dead slaves does this Xu Xiangsheng have? Could it be that this is Xu Xiangsheng's true strength? But...... Facing Li Youcai in the middle of the Spirit Infant Realm, why would Xu Coffin Sheng sacrifice such a powerful death slave?"
This resolute-faced young man is named Luo Bayu, the head of the seventy-two earthly evils!
Luo Bayu thought he knew a lot about Xu Coffin's strength, but what he didn't expect was that Xu Coffin still had something to hide, at least, for so many years, Luo Bayu had never seen the dead slave that Xu Coffin was calling now, a Han Zhu, an extraordinary old man...... And this old man, I'm afraid he is at least at the Dao realm level!
"It seems that he, the head of the seventy-two earths, has a false reputation!" Luo Bayu was bitter, all along, Luo Bayu thought that although Xu Xiangsheng was strong, he could have a draw with Xu Xiangsheng even if he couldn't win with his own strength, but now it seems that he ......
"I hope to see your true strength!" Luo Bayu muttered to himself, but he was a little disappointed in his heart, if nothing else, he couldn't see Xu Xiangsheng's true strength today, this Li Youcai was only afraid that he wouldn't be able to resist Xu Xiangsheng's few moves, right?
On top of another mountain.
"It's a pity!" Luo Qingyue's face stiffened, and she sighed secretly, even if she was unwilling in her heart, she could only face it, looking at Xu Coffin's dead slave, Luo Qingyue looked stunned, and muttered to herself: "Why did Xu Coffin Sheng summon such a powerful dead slave? Wasn't this what he was like before...... Is it ......?"
Another mountain.
"This is Xu Xiangsheng's real strength, I thought that my dead slave was no worse than him, but at this time, it seems that ...... It's a long way off. Qu Yongsheng's face was bitter, and he also had a dead slave when he opened the immortal seal, but compared with Xu Xiangsheng's dead slave at this time, he was like a chicken and a dog.
As for Qin Yu, Qu Yongsheng had already ignored it, and in his opinion, Qin Yu was no different from a dead man.
"Suck ...... Is that the real dead slave of Xu Xusheng? This Li Youcai is afraid that it is...... I'm going to die here. ”
"It's not good, if this Li Youcai dies, who will the bet go to? Could it be to find the crying old man?"
"Li Youcai admit defeat, otherwise, you will definitely die!"
"Li Youcai, you can't die, if you want to die, you must hand over the bet first!"
Many earth demons roared anxiously, they were eager to divide Qin Yu's five horses before, but at this time, they were worried that Qin Yu would be killed!
On the ring, Qin Yu stood proudly, staring at Xu Coffin Sheng standing on the back of Han Qi, frowning slightly, if it wasn't for the fact that he had to become a ground demon, Qin Yu really wanted to admit defeat, it was not that Qin Yu was soft, but that Xu Coffin's death slave was too strong and too strong, and Qin Yu always felt that this was not Xu Coffin's limit...... Most likely, there is still hiding!
"There is no way out, there is no need to hesitate, there is only one bet!" Qin Yu's eyes flashed slightly, he wanted to gamble, betting on this Xu coffin would not be able to exert much of the strength of these two dead slaves before his death, otherwise, this battle would not be able to fight!
Suppressing the thoughts in his heart, Qin Yu said coldly: "It's still the same sentence, if you want to know, just show your strength!"
Xu Qisheng's brows were tightly locked, his pale face was a little ugly, and his yin owl eyes stared at Qin Yu, brushing a touch of jealousy, and hesitated for a moment. He said, "In that case, then it's no wonder I'm not to blame!"